Edward: [looks at the tray and stammers] What an attractive combination, but we do have a cook for these sort of things.

Sylvia: I like doing it.

Mary: Try it, Edward. You'll like it.

Edward: [sees Mary holding her tea cup in the palm of her hand] Whoever taught you to hold your teacup like that?

Peter: [to a farmer] Do you have a car we could borrow?

[farmer shakes his head]

Peter: A horse? Anything that moves?

Jack: [seeing the amount of luggage Vera brought with her] What? No furniture?

Sylvia: Edward is a wonderful person, but something keeps me from saying yes.

Vera: Would that something happen to be a tall architecht?

Jack: [Jack and Michael have come up with a list of potential husbands of Sylvia and Peter has rejected every one of them] Bill, Billy Bob, Billy Joe? Come on, Peter. We're not asking you to marry the guy!

Peter: [Mary is upset about leaving New York for England] Close your eyes. Can you see us?

Mary: [she has her eyes closed] No.

Peter: Well, you're not looking hard enough. Look harder. Way in the back. Can you see us now?

Mary: Yeah.

Peter: Okay, what are we doing?

Mary: Michael's drawing, Jack's looking in the mirror, and you're watching basketball on TV yelling at Jack for not cleaning up the kitchen!